In the following time, Hu Biao packed the letters written in the blood of the enemy, as well as the relics of the relevant Anxi Army veterans, in PE plastic bags one by one.

put it into two plastic turnover boxes that Hu Biao originally used as wardrobes to store out-of-season clothes.

While doing the above things, Hu Biao's personal mood was inevitably and inevitably very low again.

Because this letter to the family written in dirty clothes represents too many things, representing the last wishes and expectations of their lives that are all fleshy and respectable.

This kind of emotion, Hu Biao reached the peak when he sorted out the last package.

Because in this package, in addition to a small number of family letters, there is a personal handwritten letter from Guo Shuai, the last fold of the Tang Emperor.

There is also a carefully folded flag, and a battle flag with the word 'Guo' representing the Tang Anxi Army.

The banner was quite old, with several small holes in it that had been pierced by arrows, and there were many mottled blood stains on it.

But these damages did not affect the preciousness of this battle flag at all.

"Guo Shuai, don't worry, as long as I, Hu Biao, am still alive, the Tang Anxi Army will not be cut off, and one day this battle flag will continue to float in the Western Regions, so that those Hu people will be convinced.

Kill all those who are not convinced, and don't all the rest be convinced~"

Stroking the battle flag with his fingertips, feeling an indescribable sense of heaviness on it, Hu Biao silently swore in his heart......

With a sound of 'hiss~', Hu Biao poured about half a tael of Niulanshan Erguo into his mouth, which was stimulated by the high degree of alcohol, which immediately made his eyes narrow.

Even in the following time, he hurriedly brought himself a piece of pig's head meat to press his stomach, but he was still choked with spicy enough.

In fact, when Hu Biao carefully sorted out the packages and put away these precious things one by one, the time had already come to 11 o'clock in the morning.

O iniquity! At such a time, he was even more tired physically.

But now, this bitter force still can't sleep?

The still exuberant spirit made him always can't help but think crankily, and the feeling of not being able to fall asleep at all made him depressed for a while.

What to do? Let's get some ruthlessness.

Seeing that the meal was about to arrive, Hu Biao, who was a little hungry, simply rode a small electric donkey that was almost fully charged and went to a nearby market.

I bought two catties of braised pig's head meat, and two bottles of 42 degrees, 500 ml of Niu Er came back.

I plan to do nothing and keep going, and directly get myself drunk and sleep.

It's not that such a simple and crude method can't be done, the effect is not bad under normal circumstances, but the problem is that something goes wrong in this process.

During the eating and drinking room, the TV set which was always on after the end of a commercial.

began to broadcast a TV series, which was still the theme of Grandpa Yue's resistance to Jin Bing.

In the pictures broadcast on TV, the pictures of the Jin army burning and looting in the south, combined with Hu Biao's own experience, made him a little overwhelmed.

Especially thought of the more tragic experience of the soldiers and civilians after the destruction of Qiuzi City, which made him hate it so much.

"Whether it's the Tubo people, the Jin army, or other invaders such as the Yuan army and the wild boar skin army, don't let me meet these bastards in the mission, and kill one by one when you encounter them."

When Hu Biao pulled up the remote control and changed the channel, he scolded with gritted teeth.

Such a thought even made him have an inexplicable expectation for the future system tasks, and a strong sense of honor.

Because he has an inexplicable intuition, it seems that the tasks related to the system are some historical moments in the history of this nation that are quite dark and helpless.

If you participate in it, no matter how much you can do, there will always be an indescribable sense of mission and sacredness.

Resist external insults! There's no shame in going anywhere.

As a result, Hu Biao really couldn't stand those heartwarming plots of Hu Biao, and took the next program that he switched to, and it just so happened that the content broadcast here was a cultural program similar to the 'Hundred Lectures'.

An old man who is said to be a professor at a university and an expert in history.

is telling the origin of the name 'Hu' in the hundred family names, and when I heard that this Hu Biao was interested, I instinctively stopped changing the stage and listened while drinking.

I first heard the surname 'Hu', which came from the surname of the concubine, and the ancestor of the surname was Hu Gongman.

In the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Hu Gongman, also known as Concubine Man, was a descendant of the thirty-third Emperor Shun, and his father Yu Yan had been Tao Zheng of the Zhou Dynasty; In response to these statements, Hu Biao also raised his pride in being a famous family.

But then, his whole person was not good, and the smile on his face gradually became perverted.

Because the old man, then he said:

"In history, the Xianbei, Khitan, Xi, Gaoche, Manchu, Miao, Yao, Pumi, Yi, Hui, Hezhe, Daur, Lisu, Bai, Xibe and other ancient and modern ethnic groups all have the surname Hu."

Special! The genealogy of their old Hu family seems to have been lost for a long time, who knows where the ancestors came from thousands of years ago, or even earlier, are they those ancient and modern peoples?

Doesn't this mean that it is possible that in those crazy curses and curses of oneself, he is actually cursing his ancestors?

For a while, Hu Biao's three views began to be distorted.

On the one hand, he instinctively hated these invaders, hating them for acting like bandits.

On the other hand, it feels like there's something wrong with it.

The most troublesome thing is that his belief in continuing to participate in the tasks of the system has been shaken a little, which is the most important point.

******

'Jingle ~' with a crisp sound.

Hu Biao put the wine glass he had just drunk in his hand on the folding table left by the previous tenant, and then touched the bottle.

At such a time, he found out that two bottles of 42-degree Niu Er, a kind of liquor that he rarely touches, were actually drunk by him.

Frankly speaking, Hu Biao's product belongs to the kind of goods that people are addicted to food when it comes to drinking.

Although I like to drink, I really don't drink much; I usually drink alcohol after delivering takeaways, and I look like two or three bottles of beer at the top, and I get drunk when I get a little more.

Or to put it another way, this product is a rookie when it comes to drinking.

If you really want to go to the Northeast region for dinner, it is estimated that you will be able to sit at a table with primary school students; If the sister-in-law sits at the same table with junior and senior high school students, she will not be able to drink other people's kinds.

But after drinking so much today, even if his stomach was very uncomfortable, Hu Biao was still not drunk and wanted to continue drinking.

The main thing is that he can't figure out a lot of things now, and whether he should continue the mission.

Those conflicts, like paradoxes, made him feel very uncomfortable for a while, as if something that he insisted on in his heart had collapsed.

This made him want to get drunk, drunk to death, and didn't think about anything.

However, with a large amount of alcohol intake, Hu Biao's body was about to collapse, but his mind became more and more bizarre, which made him unspeakably uncomfortable.

It was at such a time that the program of what experts finally came to an end.

After a few minutes of advertising, suddenly the picture of the 'People's Monument' appeared on the TV, and more importantly, after seeing this, Hu Biao's heart sprung up with a paragraph.

In April 58 of the last century, after the completion of the monument that lasted nine years, the old man who took the lead in establishing this Guo Jia personally drafted an inscription:

"Over the past three years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution have been immortalized!

Over the past 30 years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution have been immortalized!

Dating back to 1,840 years, since then, in order to oppose internal and external enemies, and to fight for national independence and the freedom and happiness of the people, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in all the struggles are immortal! ”

Based on the above statement, Hu Biao muttered in his mouth:

"If you continue to go back in time, such as Guo Xin, Wang Xiaowei, Zhang Tiezhu, Liang Daya, One-eyed Dragon, Xiucai, are they considered people's heroes, and are they also immortal?"

Almost without hesitation, Hu Biao replied to himself in a loud tone:

"Yes! They are definitely people's heroes, and they will surely be immortal.

Things are one yard and one yard, brothers of other races, we now belong to our own people, one family; Everyone has something to discuss, and they don't do anything.

But it does not prevent the aggressor from being taught a hard lesson at those moments in history, no matter who he is~"

At this point, Hu Biao finally convinced himself, and the whole person instantly relaxed, and he fell down after barely walking to the bedside.

In the next second, the loud snoring sound in his mouth rang out.